Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never… never forget it.
Curtis Judalet
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Hope unkown. Sometimes just waking is surreal.
I walk right through the nameless ones.
I know that hope's unknown.
Sometimes the water feels so real.
As I walk through it fills my lungs, my god, I'm drowning.
This day never seems
This pain, never.
This day never seems to end
This rage I can not let go.
I hear them calling.
I feel them gnawing out holes through flawless souls.
So alone. Sometimes I swear that I can hear the taunting of the voiceless ones.
I fear that I alone fear those ceased to feel they're alone inside of this place.
I am the misplaced.
This day never seems
This pain, never.
This day never seems to end
This rage I can not let go.
Now everything, looks familiar...
then every face would melt away until..
now everyone, do you know, I know your deception.